This is a song about "My shoes"

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.

With women with issues

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Jordan on my shoes, i got the eights and tens

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

My shoes black, slater back/

When they wouldn't be the same with a day in my shoes,

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Like the swoosh on my shoes

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

Imagine you in my shoes, going through all of my shit

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Sometimes my lyrics are hard to choose i'm like a women to shoes and purses,